I love 'Anne of Green Gables.' I have for years. That's one of my favourite things. She's such a can-do kind of girl; that's why I'm crazy about her.

Love... it surrounds every being and extends slowly to embrace all that shall be.

Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.

We all need each other.

The god of love lives in a state of need. It is a need. It is an urge. It is a homeostatic imbalance. Like hunger and thirst, it's almost impossible to stamp out.

The duet with Frank Sinatra, 'What Now My Love,' is one of my favorites.

In our life there is a single color, as on an artist's palette, which provides the meaning of life and art. It is the color of love.

Love is a force more formidable than any other. It is invisible - it cannot be seen or measured, yet it is powerful enough to transform you in a moment, and offer you more joy than any material possession could.

I think that passion and love and pain are all bearable, and they go to make love beautiful.

I love Wal-Mart, and not just because my record is there. You can get some things there that you cannot find at Saks or Bergdorf's or other upscale stores.

Passion is momentary; love is enduring.

To witness two lovers is a spectacle for the gods.

You know you're living with the habit of zest if you purposefully choose the scenic route to wherever you are going. Or you choose clothing because you love the texture of the fabric. Or you pick a shampoo or cleaning product because you love the smell - smell being just as important to you as how the product works.

Love is a gross exaggeration of the difference between one person and everybody else.

The more one judges, the less one loves.

In love the paradox occurs that two beings become one and yet remain two.

The one thing we can never get enough of is love. And the one thing we never give enough is love.

Choose your love, Love your choice.

The essential conditions of everything you do must be choice, love, passion.

If you do not love me I shall not be loved If I do not love you I shall not love.

Life is like an onion. You peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep.

There is no person that love cannot heal; there is no soul that love cannot save.

I am happier when I love than when I am loved. I adore my husband, my son, my grandchildren, my mother, my dog, and frankly, I don't know if they even like me. But who cares? Loving them is my joy.

With our love, we could save the world.

We love because it's the only true adventure.

If thou must love me, let it be for naught except for love's sake only.

People who throw kisses are hopelessly lazy.

We can only learn to love by loving.

Oh, love will make a dog howl in rhyme.

We need 4 hugs a day for survival. We need 8 hugs a day for maintenance. We need 12 hugs a day for growth.

You will find as you look back upon your life that the moments when you have truly lived are the moments when you have done things in the spirit of love.

Falling in love consists merely in uncorking the imagination and bottling the common sense.

The moment you have in your heart this extraordinary thing called love and feel the depth, the delight, the ecstasy of it, you will discover that for you the world is transformed.

Who so loves believes the impossible.

One does not fall in love; one grows into love, and love grows in him.

Love is the magician that pulls man out of his own hat.

Love, having no geography, knows no boundaries.

The fact is that love is of two kinds, one which commands, and one which obeys. The two are quite distinct, and the passion to which the one gives rise is not the passion of the other.

Love has reasons which reason cannot understand.

Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings.

If it is your time, love will track you down like a cruise missile.

Loving others always costs us something and requires effort. And you have to decide to do it on purpose. You can't wait for a feeling to motivate you.

The only abnormality is the incapacity to love.

The first magic of love is our ignorance that it can ever end.

Love is the wisdom of the fool and the folly of the wise.

All love is vanquished by a succeeding love.

I like not only to be loved, but also to be told I am loved.

Tell me who admires and loves you, and I will tell you who you are.

Pains of love be sweeter far than all other pleasures are.

Sometimes it's a form of love just to talk to somebody that you have nothing in common with and still be fascinated by their presence.